Author: Wonderful Words
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Silsile: Symphony of Strokes
Summer-tinted hues, shore-kissed moods, even though winter’s in haze. And lately, everything carries that beachy, sun-warm, dreamy glow…the kind that feels straight out of “The Summer I Turned Pretty In.” 💖 Daisies and mountains. A wooden bench under an old oak tree, and I’m all cloaked, sipping the hot tea, watching the world slow down,…
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All stars aligned ☆
A Roseate Dawn : 07.11.2025 Going to bed with wrecked legs and waking up so tired of not even thinking to give Cloud Computing exam:>. From getting confused on the way to the metro station to finally reaching and thinking, “OMG, they are there!” because she had been teaching me everytime she dropped me; and…
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rich?
Faqat ye daulat hai… That vivid Tyndall effectGlistening in our cozy roomUnder crystal clear skyHalf rusted peppered wallsSerenity dawnsCherishing in their room; stomachs fainting, with mirth aloudTrum ruled by the spadeEyes talking: criss crossAazaan ki awaaz, wuzu ke liye tayaar, saath padhi namaz, woh aaye jb masjid se wapas, yun din dhala Fir bas chai…
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Aye Khuda
Agar inn na-farmano ko pata chal jaaye ki Mai insekitna pyaar karta hu,inke kaleje phat jaaye!!Mahboob jab na-farmano se itna pyaar karta ho,toh farma bardaaro se kitna pyaar karta hoga.Ke saari Duniya ne tujhe jahannammi bana diya;ke dost teri koi bakshish nhiLekin Mai tumhara Rabb ;jiski tumne zindagi mai ek dafa bhi nahi maani,Mai tumhe…
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Dil -e- Nadaan
I still remember the first time I heard it. It was sometime in 2020, when the lockdown phase was knocked in, haze was locked down in its own silence, and my cousin was sunk deep in the lyrics of the song, with eyes closed, as if telling me to just: listen. He was completely lost…
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What remains constant?
In a life defined by change — shifting relationships, evolving routines, and unexpected distance — we often find ourselves asking what truly lasts. People who once felt like home may become distant. Familiar faces may fade into memories. Situations shift, and with them, so do the connections we once relied on. Some fade while other…
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The same angle, yet — never the same hues
From my balcony, the world unfolds in endless colors — a canvas painted differently with each passing moment. At dawn, a misty veil wraps the trees and buildings, soft and tender, whispering promises of new beginnings. As the sun rises, the sky blushes in hues of gold and crimson, casting a warm glow that dances…
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Icy cool ; when it’s scorching
As April begins, the scorching heat sets in, leaving us parched and yearning for something refreshing. The sun beats down relentlessly, making every sip of water a precious reprieve. Our minds wander to chilled water, ice cream, and cool squashes – anything to quench our thirst and provide a respite from the sweltering temperatures. The…
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